Something I've been cooking up in my head.

(Drake-Successful Instrumental)

Something i wrote randomly.

My only Focus is Dinero cause Women play too many Games,
I think it’s time to let go; ugh’
But the Kid is so Forgetful’
That they get away with murder in his face You’d think he’d let’em know.. na.
But’ thats not the case with this man,
He sits back and they do dirt just to see how much that he can stand.. damn.
When is he gon learn his lesson? that its all about the paper,
everything comes in progression, man.

Memories keepin me secluded & booted,
askin myself “why do i keep on doin this? …. like a foolish kid.”
but thats exactly who i is, call me 3 am is exactly what she did. lifes a bitch.
the ganja in my brain keeps me up like hero-aine,
insaine over this dame over again.
but my Feelins is that deep, so i creep,
around her life cause its her i seek,
everytime my heart gets weak & bleeds, it needs to see and speak to thee.
To make her believe in me and see “im where she needs to be”.
Used To talk day and night, never a fight’ cause we both knew that love; was what made it all right
but im wrong, thats why im bleedin on this song,
cause something so right never’ ever lasts long….
na man, it just doesnt,
thats just life’ fuck it.

Now reality just set in,
she means as much to me
as the body that my minds in.
didint know who i was loosin,
im on the outside’ yellin let me in.